Dangling From Mid-Way To The Blue Poem by Abid Anwar

Though not an Icarus I was,
Some flies in my brain did buzz,
Making me crazy for a flight towards the blue:

Some friends of mine and me
With boundless joy and glee
Framed the wings but with improper glue:

As I began my journey to the sky
"Up and up…" I heard them cry—
I thought my dream will certainly come true.

Now that I dangle from the space,
I hear them laugh in joyous face,
No one comes to my rescue, with tips or clue.

I call from above, shout at them:
Help, help, you help me, here I am,
With the same games and plays together we grew,

Pull me down or push me high,
Help me cross this middle sky,
I'll tell the sun to enlighten the world anew.